She frantically held up the bottle, then gingerly helped Fu Huai'an clean his wound dab by dab using a cotton ball…
Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and Lin Nuan tucked it behind her ears, her vision blurred by mist.
There were countless big and small scars on Fu Huai'an's body, and each and every wound was like a needle to Lin Nuan. Seeing them caused her heart mild pain, her heart aching for Fu Huai'an involuntarily!
In the room, Lin Nuan's sniffing was rather apparent. She couldn't hold herself back, after all. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she helped Fu Huai'an dress his wound with gauze again and helped him pull up his pants.
Seeing Lin Nuan like that saddened Fu Huai'an. Thinking of how in the future… Lin Nuan might be dragged into that gory world, his heart ached.
